“And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it.”
Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist
Level 1
See, I have a rhyme assisting
my feeble brain,
its tasks sometimes resisting.
How I like a drink, alcoholic of course,
after the heavy lectures involving quantum mechanics.
Sir, I bear a rhyme excelling
In mystic force, and magic spelling
Celestial sprites elucidate
All my own striving can't relate
Or locate they who can cogitate
And so finally terminate.
Finis.
